By the time Jon returned home wearing his glasses, the sky had already turned completely dark.
Colorful lights were flashing in the house. Mr. Smith had already finished his meal and was watching the international news on TV. He was slightly surprised to see Jon's glasses.
"When did you become nearsighted?"
Jon took off his glasses and stuffed them into his ring. "Plain glasses. I'm only wearing them because they look good."
He glanced at the TV screen, which was broadcasting Germany's financial problems. The person who wrote the news was clearly gloating. Jon shook his head inwardly when he read some of the comments.
They'll be crying in the future.
There was still more than a year to go before the economic war, so there was no need to waste time thinking about that. Instead, the magic array that had to be set up was more important.
"Shall we go now?"
Looking at the house that had already been set up, Jon asked for his father's opinion.
Christmas Eve had to be celebrated as a family. If Jon hadn't been delayed, the father and son might've left with Béla.
"Okay, let's go."
Lov turned off the TV, locked the door, and walked to the fireplace.
Jon grabbed some Floo powder and said a name. Then, he grabbed his father's hand and crawled into the fireplace.
In the blink of an eye, the father and son appeared in the basement of the Smith family's old house.
While Jon was studying in Hogwarts, his old house had already been applied for an air network.
Mrs. Smith used some connections in the Ministry of Magic. However, since both the names Smith and Jon had already been taken, the air network in his house was named Biro Manor according to the Ministry of Magic's list of names.
Well, Jon's Biro Manor, or Chobiro Manor for short.
When Jon first learned the name from the letter, he didn't even want to complain about the name at all.
It was really uncomfortable that only he knew this kind of joke.
Kalidi had been waiting in the basement early. After all, his only real master was Jon. Everything else had to wait for him.
"Good night, Kalidi."
"Master, welcome back."
Seeing the elves' eyes were fixed on Jon, Lov left on his own accord. The elves seemed to hate duds, which Lov had proven before.
Although the elves next door were very respectful to him, it was still different from the respect they had for Mrs. Smith.
When Lov walked away, Jon felt relieved.
It couldn't be helped. His father, who had always been curious about the world of magic, was always trying to explore things that he didn't know. However, he was also a dud and didn't really belong to the world of magic, so Jon had to hide everything from him.
Now that his father had such self-awareness, he was very happy.
"How's the preparation?"
With only himself and Kalidi left, Jon felt much more at ease.
"It's already been prepared. Would you like to go to the study now?"
Jon thought about it, but decided not to go.
"There's no need for that. We'll have plenty of time to deal with this in the future. Just make sure that no one goes to the study."
Because he was really tired, Jon didn't want to be too busy. It was good to have a little rest.
After putting everything aside, Jon went upstairs to talk to his mother, whom he hadn't seen in a long time. Then he returned to his room and lay on his bed.
Although Jon didn't have a habit of sleeping on his own bed, the nostalgia for home in his soul made him have a good sleep.
…
The next morning, Jon finally slept in.
The Christmas decorations in the old house were done by Kalidi alone. When Chown came downstairs, the first thing he saw was the Christmas tree in the living room on the first floor and a small pile of parcels under the tree.
"Oh, I almost forgot. I'm going to receive gifts today."
Jon was still a bit sleepy. The warmth in the room wasn't like the cold wind in winter, which could wake him up.
But gifts had the same effect, especially when there were many gifts …
Lov's gift was a collector's edition comic book. This was a tradition every year. These gifts were all from Lov's collection. He gave them to his son in the name of cultivating his interest.
Jon then put the comic book aside and opened the other package that was placed next to it.
It was a small black sweater, a bit like the uniform of an aristocratic school. It was hand-knitted by Mrs. Smith. It fit Jon's figure very well, and it didn't look fat under the robe.
The other gifts were more ordinary. Stephen's gift was a box of Bibi Flavored Beans. Scully's gift was an old magic notebook. Judging from the name, it should have been used by his father when he was studying. It was very much to Jon's liking. Fran's gift was a CD by an American female singer. Jon thought for a while and then remembered that he had accidentally said the name of the singer one day. His heart was instantly filled with gratitude.
Forren's gift also came with a note saying that he couldn't find the other female singer called "Meimei" that Jon mentioned. He asked if Jon remembered wrongly.
Of course, Jon didn't remember wrongly. It was just that he didn't say the name when he said it.
Ah, I miss Swift.
But at this time, she should still be a little girl.
Thinking of Swift, Jon couldn't help but think of the first time he heard this female singer sing.
He seemed to miss Victoria's Secret more …
But it seemed that the show hadn't been held yet. After he graduated from Hogwarts, he might be able to go see the show live.
His thoughts drifted to Victoria's Secret for a while, but it was caught by Jon and he continued to open the gifts.
Cedric sent him a book on Quidditch. Jon suspected that he sent the wrong book. However, it was worth mentioning that Professor Sprout also sent him a specimen of fungi.
He put away the gifts one by one and asked Carlyle to send some of them to the storage room. Then he tidied up his clothes and went next door.
Béla was wearing a thick coat and was building a snowman in the garden with two servants.
Jon stood at the edge of the garden and looked around. He didn't go over.
Béla wasn't as quiet at home as she was at school. Instead, she was like a crazy girl, very lively.
If he went in, he would be dragged into a snowball fight by Béla.
Forget it, he just changed his clothes this morning and it was too tiring to fight a snowball fight, especially when he couldn't beat Béla.
With this in mind, Jon decisively turned his head and quietly walked into the house.
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